Chapter 34

Silence. Annoyingly persuasive silence. I hated how tempted I was. Rhys Granger used to be the guy every woman in Skyline had on her dream board. Me included, back when I didn’t know he was a full-time bastard. Catherine, Serenna—hell, we were all drunk on the fantasy. But now Ashton Laurent was the real obsession. Not just the last name—though, yeah, being a Laurent definitely opened doors—but the man himself. The brains, the backbone, the unnerving calm. Marrying him would be the ultimate power move. And unlike the other preening, entitled bachelors, he actually acted like a decent human being. Every time we’d crossed paths, he’d been polite, respectful. Which made him even more dangerous. Honestly, if I had to pick someone out of everyone I knew, he was the safest bet by a mile. But that was the bit that didn’t make sense. We’d barely seen each other. A few run-ins, some short conversations, and, yes, one wild night together. But nothing remotely close to ‘hey, let’s ruin our lives